Crow
Crow,
Dancing on the green,
Are you bringing
My mother's spirit?
Crow
Picking grain
From my green,
Where is my mother's spirit?
Crow,
Flying in the sky
Above my house,
Where is my mother's spirit?
Crow
Do not come back here.
Crow,
You are back again,
I need my mother's spirit
And if you don't bring it,
Don't dance on my green,
Don't pick my grain.
Crows
Now you come in numbers,
Picking my grain
And not one of you
Brings my mother's spirit.
Crow
Now you pick paper
I don't give you grain:
You don't bring my mother's spirit back.
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